(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long

That love is just a four letter word Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the gypsy cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby heavy on her knee Yet spoke of life most free from slavery With eyes that showed no trace of

What a difference a day made Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine Lord, what a

Shine on you crazy diamond Nobody knows where you are How near or how far Pile on many more layers And I'll be joining you there And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph And sail on the steel breeze Come on you boy child You winner and loser

Now I'm way down, I'm way down Yes I'm way down, I'm way down I'm so down I'm reading yesterdays news I'm way, way, way down I've got something to tell you

For just one yesterday (I know I’m bad news) (I saved it all for you) Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday I want to teach you a

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories

Yeah you got my back against the wall I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin' like a fool I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I want to get away I need to get away Now you

Là dans mon cœur C'est alors que je sentais Tous les signes avant-coureurs Les symptômes de l'amour et du bonheur C'était hier et Paul chantait Yesterday. Qui était un coffre à pleurs Je t'attendais mon secours et mon voleur. Si le bar était français Le

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again We'll be fighting in the streets